The Bad News Bears Page #4

swinging a menacing bat.

"Strike one. '"

- What's the matter?

- Let's keep playing.

- He might be hurt.

- I think he's dead.

He's not dead!

He's drunk!

Look at him.

Had enough beer.

- What a mess.

- A lot of smoking too.

What do we do?

Nothing. He ain't any good

to us sober either.

Opening day's tomorrow. We don't

know what the batting order is.

We don't even have

our positions set or anything.

All we got is a cruddy "alky"

for a manager.

Come on, Red.

Let's straighten your hat.

Engelberg, how about buttoning the

buttons on your uniform, will you?

I been trying all morning.

It's too small.

Well, come on.

Look neater, you know.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I want to welcome you here...

to the opening game

of the season...

out here with your children

in the American spirit.

What I want is to see

every boy in America...

out on the baseball field

playing the great game of baseball.

Thank you.

Well, this is the moment

we've been waiting for.

It's opening day.

I'd like to call your attention

to our new scoreboard...

named in memory of Tommy Martin,

who played in our league.

Look out! Get back!

Get off the field!

All right, come here.

That's far enough.

- You little punk, you just...

- Cool it!

What did you think you

were doing, you little punk?

I'll deck that kid!

You'll have to get rid of the bike.

What was I...

Oh, yes.

The new scoreboard

in memory of Tommy...

Tommy Martin, and, well...

After the taking

of the team pictures today...

parents and friends

are encouraged to stay...

for the game between

the Bears and Yankees.

Come on, Indians, line up.

A second game will begin

at 3:
00 this afternoon.

We urge you to return

at that time...

to see the Athletics

against the Mets.

Mr. Buttermaker,

they're taking the team pictures!

I want you to look like champions

because you're gonna be champions.

Stand up straight

and look at them.

That's it, boys.

You got that champion

look about you.

Come on, Buttermaker!

Quick!

- He's gonna take the picture!

- Can't you wait?

- My uniform's too small.

- Shut up.

Take the picture!

Okay, boys, come on.

Straighten up. Big grins.

That's perfect.

Thank you.

What so proudly we hailed

At the twilight's last gleaming

And the rockets'red glare

The bombs bursting in air

Gave proof through the night

That our flag was still there

Oh say does that star-spangled

banner yet wave

O'er the land of the free

And the home of the brave

Play ball! Batter up!

First in the Yankee lineup today...

Andy Berger, number seven,

center field.

Come on, baby!

Take two of them!

You got to tag him, dummy!

What are you doing?

Joey Turner,

number two, pitcher.

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